Chapter 1846: Do we have a son?
Chapter 1846 Do we have a son?
“Third Elder, what are you saying? It’s not like you don’t know my Brother Shen’s background. If Sis Wanwan marries Eldest Young Master Shen… we can also benefit… All of the Shen family’s wealth and assets… we can take part in it.. Tsk tsk tsk…” Big Dipper brimmed with excitement.
Third Elder merely snorted. “What a joke… Do we lack money?”
He then promptly turned to Ye Wanwan. “In truth… I don’t care about the money. The main thing is that Eldest Young Master Shen is rather agreeable to the eyes and treats you especially well. I think it’d be very nice if you married Eldest Young Master Shen… You’d live a blissful life. How about… you get divorced from this Patriarch Si first?”
First Elder: “…”
Big Dipper: “…”
Seven Star: “…”
“D*mn! Are you people that hungry for money? So what if Eldest Young Master Shen is rich? You can’t eat money as food!” Lin Que looked enraged.
“Brother, did your head get kicked by a donkey? You can’t eat money as food?” Big Dipper’s gaze landed on Lin Que.
He quickly curiously added: “You actually know Eldest Young Master Shen? Could it be you’ve been to…”
“Eh…” Lin Que, who regained his wits, was startled for a second before frantically shaking his head. “No no no, I haven’t gone, I haven’t gone… How would I know any Eldest Young Master Shen? Wasn’t it you who said Eldest Young Master Shen is rich…? I just said it randomly, so please don’t misunderstand… I just think that true love is priceless… and you don’t have money with you when you’re born, and you can’t take it to the grave with you… So it’s not useful to want so much… Anyway, my Ninth Brother and Ninth Sister have married already, so what are you guys blindly urging her for? Haven’t you heard of the saying ‘Advocate for reconciliation and not for divorce’? Don’t be so immoral!”
“Are you guys done chatting?” Eleven coldly interrupted before Lin Que could continue, his eyes coldly glinting.
Si Yehan turned to Eleven immediately. “It’s been a long time, Old Seven.”
“Heh…Ninth Brother, it’s truly been a long time. Your heart has turned rotten.” Eleven met Si Yehan’s eyes.
“This is private business between us. Let Wanwan leave first,” Si Yehan said.
Eleven chuckled. “Sure. No matter what, Ye Wanwan is my master still, and I never wanted to harm a hair on her head.
If it wasn’t because I wanted to lure you out, I would be chatting with Ye Wanwan over some alcohol right now. Why would we have ended up in this plight?”
“You can chat, but you can’t drink alcohol!” Big Dipper interjected.
Seven Star agreed. “Yes…”
Si Yehan ignored Big Dipper and turned to Ye Wanwan. “Go back first. This is my private business with Old Seven.”
“I already said that we’re married already, so there’s no such thing as private business, alright?” Ye Wanwan retorted matter-of-factly.
Si Yehan frowned and wanted to say something, but Ye Wanwan’s line blocked every rebuttal he had and rendered him speechless.
“Oh right… You previously said we were married… So I have a question for you.” Ye Wanwan’s eyes twirled, and she cheerfully looked at him.
“Do we… have a son?” Ye Wanwan asked nonchalantly.
“No,” Si Yehan answered.
“Oh really? But why do I keep feeling like we have a son…?”